You sent me pics? Yay!! Okay, one of these days I will film the lasagna garden. I should probably finish it first, because right now it is suffering from a layer of compost and wood ash and feels a bit under the weather.
Definitely paint your kitchen apple green. Sounds cheery!
Speaking of cherry I was just given two huge overstuffed chairs and otterman, ottoman, something. They are dark green, blue, red plaid and SOOOOO comfy. Big enough for two people if one of them isn't a cow.
Here I am.
Nice poozy weekend. Caught up on sleep yesterday, rented movies. "Frida" was amazing and inspiring. Today DH and I stopped procrastinating and sorted financial data to see where our money's been going. I haven't been earning what I'd like, but now at least we both know what's coming in and where it went. Agreed that we'd curtail eating out before we curtailed buying books or updating computer equipment.
I have this tendency when I take charge of my life to fix it all. Simultaneously. Food. Fitness. Finances. Organization. Business. Gotta remember to go slow. Not my strong point.
Kiwi-- Poor Baby. Too much yard sale and not enough $$$ No fun. That happened to me when I moved in with DH to be... fortunately I found a church-guy to take all the left overs. I got a tax write-off and he got wierd clothes to give his congregation. I hope they were as happy as I was.
Cowper -- Re legal charges against day-care teen: They must have social workers, therapists and even lie detectors in FLA. If the case is as you say it's horrible. Any clues you can give us to keep up to date on Google?
I USED to be a librarian. NOW I'm a family therapist. My first job out was as family therapist for juvenile sex offenders.... (Good thing my mom had already died by then, because that would have killed her.) The law here says that if there's more than a 4 year difference between sex partners, it's abuse, unless both people are of age to give consent (18). Lucky thing for Demi Moore that what's his name is of age.
Had a nasty shock this evening. DH agreed to take before measurements. WHEN DID MY HIPS GET TO BE 60 inches. I am coming out of denial about being "just a little Rubenesque." My thighs measure what I'd like my waist to be.
[COLOR=blue] i was going to try typing standing up.....but it hurt before i started.
kiwi, i always feel guilty for throwing out or good willing when everyone says i could make tonzo bucks at a yard sale. what an awful weekend.....inlaws and sun. a lethal combination.
peachez, it is sad that boys who care for small children are putting theit whole future at risk. paint, i wish i had your confidece in social workers and lie detectors.
paint, we think being a librarian sounds like a pleasant job. better than being a treacher.
sugar, wait till dh goes to work then throw his stuff out.
here is my problem.....i have nice antique family heirloom furniture that i want to store in the attic. is this possible without ruining it? i don't want to sell it, i just don't want to use it.
it is finally going to be nice today. the kids are all having company and i guess i'm sitting by the pool all day.
even with all the company, i will have fewer kids than bagz hahahahahahahaha
wabby you need a laptop for home. we would all feel much better if we didn't have the sense that you're out there living a real life when you aren't with us.
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I'm not going to call anyone names but it's not because I can't think of any. Let me JUST SAY that it is such a load off my shoulders to know that Sissy is using the pronoun "we" in such an authorative manner. Apparently, she thinks she's the leader here when, in fact, it is Sugar.
Painty, why would they need all those people? He did something, no denying that, and there are laws. I will refresh on details though.
Lushorama, I don't think there's any problem with storing the furniture in a good environment because I've been carrying around my clarinet since fifth grade (you were in fourth grade) and it's as good as new. No one has ever played it. Truly, like new.
I can't bear the thought of a yard sale. I don't like selling, don't like all those strangers, etc. I have my PO Box in my checks. Yesterday at the Winn Dixie (the one I've used for years) the teeniebopper ****** cashier said I had to write my address on the check or tell her out loud what it was. Actually she said, "Do you have a physical address." I wrote it on there but I'm gonna complain to the manager. I have had weird people (men) come to my house because they had info they just thought I couldn't wait to get and I don't want my address to be public anymore.
watercolors. irregularly!
What if the FLA teen was being appropriate? helping the toddler get wiped and dry? I don't have any problem with that... it'd be worse for the toddler if he/she wanted to be clean and comfy and couldn't get any help. Must be hard to be in that community. So much doubt and suspicion.
Anybody seen Capturing the Friedmans? I haven't yet.
I was thinking of that movie when Peaches mentioned the day care case. Because ever since that incident, I thought people all over the country had become extra careful about anything that might be misconstrued to be abuse. Of course in this case, I don't know if there is any doubt about the fact or not. But letting a teenaged boy take a little girl to the bathroom, even if nothing wrong ever happened, doesn't look good. Lawsuit lawsuit lawsuit.
Painter, I'm a former sociology major, and I am wondering how you feel about the fact that most people these days seem to feel you should persecute sex offenders and hound them for the rest of their days on this earth, while your job was to try to counsel them? I think castration would be more humane than what we are doing to sex-related ex-convicts. Of course I can see the other side of it too. I wouldn't want my daughter walking to school by the rapist's house either.
Lush, I think that if you store old furniture in the attic, you should treat the wood with oil based polish or something and cover it thoroughly and it will probably be fine, as long as you don't have mice and bats like we do. Maybe use something that would repel insects from it too. Yuch, you should have seen some of the baby clothes I took to my sister's house last month. It was all very nicely packed up in boxes and stored in the attic, and some of it had mouse-poop damage and some of it was buggy. yek My sister is intrepid though, and washed out everything. We only threw away 1 or 2 things.
Painter, are sure you measured in the right direction? Maybe that's your height! Just kidding! I'm not getting out a tape measure for nothin'
they just arrested a man in Toronto for the murder and dismemberment of a ten year old girl {about six weeks ago} a horrifying case------while looking for the murderer,it was revealed that there were TWO HUNDRED know sex offenders in the urban neighbourhood surrounding the girl's home------urban/residential area.The man charged with the murder is a 35 year old single man who has a good job with an international software company------------the parents in the neighbourhood are still in shock that they are virtually surrounded by known to police perverts-------------how do we solve that one???? i say castration works for me.
i agree with castration.
in fact, WE agree with castration. i believe that since i am right, wabby and sugar will agree.
paint, i'm not being ignorant. i use all lower case because i hurt my rt arm,hand,wrist, or/and shoulder and can't type with that hand. one handed typing is unbearable enough without the pressure of the shift key. that is why no one is rude to my face about it.
did you know dd and i are meeting my cousin and her kids in nyc to see 'the lion king' (she and peaches don't speak due to a sorded incedent between sissy and our cousin' 8th grade boyfriend)
sissy, the clerk in winn dixie wasn't ******ed, we haven't been using that sort of derisive term since 1968......when you were 30 and i was in my teens.
in nj, we have megan's law which requires sex offenders to register. they now have the problem that they cant release people from jail because they can't find a safe place for them. breajks my heart.
gotta go
200 sex offenders in the same area? That is unbelievable. What are they doing, settling them all in the same place? I predict home prices will be really low there real soon.
I've been the Dr. for my annual physical. Which is the first annual physical I've had in about 10 years. It was very productive: I got free drugs, a new interesting disease, and appointments for all kinds of expensive tests! Isn't that great?
I got samples of Relpax for migraines. And plantar fasciitis, which means my feet hurt. And I get to have a blood panel or whatever for cholesterol screening, and a chest x-ray for my incessant cough, and a couple of ultrasounds for my retinal ischemia. I have a fun summer planned.
Nah, there is nothing much wrong with me. He informed me that my blood pressure was fine and my husband should stop smoking. So I went out and rent 3 movies to celebrate.
My head still hurts and I have to wait until my Excedrin Migraine wears off to try the new stuff, I suppose.
I am very glad that Kiwi is fine. Lushcooter can hi to Cousin It for me if she so chooses. You not that young, by the way, it just seemed you were. Still does.
we would all feel much better if we didn't have the sense that you're out there living a real life when you aren't with us
No need to worry about that, Lush. Unless you consider cleaning house, doing laundry, getting my nails done and watching videos living life to the fullest.
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I think castration would be more humane than what we are doing to sex-related ex-convicts.
I have a hard time worrying about being humane to sexual predators. I think a condition of parole should be drug therapy to control their urges. Chemical castration.
Hey Kiwi, welcome to my life. The reason I go to the Dr. so much is that I went for a check up about 5 years ago and it started the snowball effect. I've never heard of Relpax for migraines. I love my Zomig. It's the only thing I've ever taken that didn't make me feel strange and gets rid of the migraine almost every time. Exedrin Migraine is just ibuprofen with caffeine added. I don't want to be that wide awake for my migraines.
I love to go to garage sales. I hate to have them. Besides, my junk really is junk. Nobody would want it. DH, who is the world's messiest, was telling me that he never gave me a bad time for leaving stuff around. Like when I didn't wind up the hose. Ha! this from the man who has no idea how to put a dish in the dishwasher or pick up his socks off the floor. I seem to have started to ramble. Now what was the subject???
I've been cooking such healthy stuff. Yesterday I made grilled chicken breasts on the bbq and steamed asparagus. DH took his chicken, put it on a bun w/ a ton of mayo, drizzled olive oil on his asparagus then grilled it, then put butter on it. And he wonders why he keeps gaining when he's eating the same stuff I do. Which reminds me - I'm so sick of this, I just can't even begin to tell you. I really want something gooey with lots of cheese or cream sauce. Then I think of how holier than DH I feel and I get ahold of myself.
I am coming out of denial about being "just a little Rubenesque." My thighs measure what I'd like my waist to be.
Just kidding! I'm not getting out a tape measure for nothin'
